Wig Day

Well I 've decided to write about the meltdowns they are part of this journey and I'm hoping this will help. I get scared, I thought I was feeling sorry for myself and my friend ADA who has gone through this helped me label my feelings. Its fear. Fear of chemo, getting nauseous and sick losing my hair. Fear of Frank being upset, Rob melting down and crying. fear for all of it. So its time to take it back to one moment at a time. Fear that I won't want to glam it up again, OK lets get real when its over I will, but I want to glam up now and I can't. So I need an event I need somewhere to go. I need to go to our favourite restaurant with Frank, I have to push. Or I will melt away into mush.
So I will go with a light heart and try on wigs. All colours styles and lengths. I'll be like Samantha on Bewitched... get a black one like Serena the evil twin. Oddly there is an evil twin that lurks in me and heaven forbid you are around when she comes out. My sister Pattie was here the other night when she came out and she was hurt by it. So I better stop the theatrics. Put one foot in front of the other, accept that the swelling in my breast is going to take awhile to come down I will have discomfort and suck it up for the team. Cause I have a great team. Keepy your fingers crossed I'll let you know how it goes.